Chapter 100 Self Opposite the Remnant Wings of the Butterfly

"Well, I want to be realistic. This is a weed!" Junyi said to himself.

"What weed?" Xuguang turned around again.

"There is a bright light in front." Junyi pointed to the front and said.

Xuguang extinguished the fire fold. He could see it in the dark. The fire broke out so that you could see it.

Walking along the light, the ground under his feet gradually softened, stepping on the silk quilt. The surrounding walls and the ground were composed of silver-white silk, and strangely emitted a bright light, soft and not dazzling. Junyi gently pulled out a filament and said in surprise, "Isn't this the silk of the remnant winged butterfly?"

"Yes, I didn't expect you to have some insight." Xuguang Road.

She glanced at the man who looked down on her in front of her. Junyi was too lazy to explain to him. Although she was at the bottom of her cultivation and had hardly ever gone out, her biggest hobby was to read the wind and materials from various places and introduce all kinds of rare books of spiritual pets that she had never seen before. Because she was very interested, she went to almost every place she had read. She can remember the amorous feelings and spiritual pet monsters, and it is also strange that it is difficult for her to remember the entry of the flower room and the total number of crystals buried in the soil of the flower room, and she has to write it down for reading, but she will never forget the thick hundreds of books piled up taller than her height.

There are many similar varieties in such silk "Wind and Things", such as ice silk and Tianshan silver aluminum, but since it was brought by Xuguang, Junyi directly guessed the best one of them.

The remnant wing silk butterfly is an extremely rare butterfly. According to the Records of Wind, the remnant wing silk butterfly is reincarnated from the soul of the cultivation woman in the Yuanying period. The Yuanying period is the most powerful in the world of cultivation. There are very few female practitioners in the Yuanying period. One finger can be counted, and the number of residual winged silk butterflies is even smaller.

The soft armor made by the silk spit out by the remnant winged silk butterfly when making a cocoon is enough to resist the full attack of practitioners in the Jindan period, and the weapon made has the effect of enhancing the attack effect.

Each silk is so thin that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, but at the same time it can cut off any weapon hard, which makes it the favorite of weapon makers and assassins.

The silk spit out by the residual winged butterfly when making a cocoon also has soft and warm light. The local tycoons want to use it as a bedside lamp to show off, and the finger-long remnant-winged butterfly wick can be sold at a sky-high price.

The silk of the remnant winged silk butterfly on the market is priceless. As long as you take a small ball back, it will offset the busy income of Junyi's flower house for 20 years, and the walls and ground are covered with thick remnant winged butterfly silk, which is almost a palace built with the silk of the remnant winged silk butterfly.

"God!"

Junyi exclaimed and wanted to turn her face to find that she was pulling the remnants of the butterfly down from the wall. Xuguang thought that she was too excited to realize that she finally didn't have to worry about crystals all her life, but she immediately found that something was wrong.

From the cracks of the broken winged butterfly silk stripped by Junyi, a little girl can already be sealed in the wall of the winged butterfly silk.

Junyi was just curious. He pulled a silk and kept pulling it. He just wanted to see how long this silk could be pulled, pulling happily... pulling... carefully opening his eyes and observing... observing... but he didn't expect to see the girl sealed in the remnant wing butterfly silk.

"God, she seems to be still alive. Come and help." Junyi said, she found the girl's weak breathing, the wings were sharp, and her fingers were cut, and blood dripped to the white ground, especially bright red and dazzling.

"Make way!" Seeing her blood dripping, Xuguang couldn't help but feel irritable. He raised his hand and waved his hand. An invisible sword light scratched the remnant wing butterfly that sealed the little girl, but it did not accurately hurt the little girl. Countless remnant wing butterfly silk that could resist the attack of the Jindan period practitioners broke one by one, and the girl fell from the wall of the remnant wing butterfly silk. Come out.

Junyi quickly caught her. The girl's body was very small, about six years old, naked and her body was cold. Junyi quickly took off her cloak and hugged her * her body to help her warm her.

"You are so beautiful. Are you a fairy from the fairyland?" The girl slowly opened her eyes and asked in a daze.

Junyi raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head, and his heart was happy. Why is this girl so likable that she actually said she was beautiful! Why is aesthetics so special? It has personality! She won't be happy to say that she looks good, hehehe~~~~ oh hehehe~~~

He tightened his cloak for the little girl and asked gently, "What's your name?" Why are you here?"

"Looking for flowers... Looking for flowers... Well..." The little girl's memory is incomplete, which may be because she was scared and subconsciously didn't want to remember it. She just thought that she was out to find flowers, and then covered her head and moaned in pain.

"Okay, I don't want to." Junyi quickly hugged her and patted her back and comforted her softly. After all, the child was a child. The little girl found a sense of security in Junyi's arms. Her head soon stopped hurting, and she quickly became active and became coquettish:

"Beautiful sister, I want to go home." Beautiful sister, I'm hungry." Beautiful sister, do you think I'm good?" ......

Junyi was called "beautiful sister" by her, and she tried her best to meet any requirements.

"Beautiful sister, don't leave me!" The little girl opened her eyes pitifully and pleaded.

"Well, of course I won't leave you," Junyi said. "Let's go to the front and have a look, okay?"

"Good."

"There may be particularly terrible monsters in front of you. Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid."

"You have to hide behind your sister."

"Hmm!"

"Can you go by yourself?"

"Can!"

"What a good boy~" Junyi put the little girl down, took the little girl's hand, and walked forward with a big hand.

Xuguang suddenly felt that he had no sense of existence. "I didn't expect you to be a good wife and mother."

Junyi looked at him silently and said nothing more.

What didn't you expect? Of course, she is a good wife and mother! As soon as she was bought by her master Qi Yunzi, she was preparing to be a good wife. Her greatest wish is to live a good life with a reliable man. If the two take their children to see different scenery and different worlds every few years, their life will be more perfect.

He ignored Xuguang and smiled at the little girl and said, "You came out to look for flowers. Shall I call you Xiaohua?"

"It's just that the ability to name is too poor." Xuguang interrupted in order to find a sense of existence.

The little girl rarely disagreed with Junyi once: "No, it's called Xiaodie."

"Why?" You are going to ask.

"Because butterflies are looking for flowers." The little girl's crisp child's voice sounded in the huge passage.

"Ha ha, look, just say that you can't name it~" Xuguang interrupted.

Junyi sighed that her naming ability was really not as good as that of a six-year-old girl. She directly blocked Xuguang's interference and nodded to the little girl, "Well, then call you Xiaodie, butterfly looking for flowers, good name."

A few steps forward, there is a door with a residual wing butterfly silk. There is no decoration, no pattern and no color. It is completely formed by the same soft wing butterfly silk as the wall and the ground. Junyi reached out to push open the soft door but was rebounded back by a force. After several steps, Xiaodie suddenly took Junyi's hand and raised her head and said timidly: "I can't get in."

Why can't you get in? Is there a monster?" You are going to ask.

Xiaodie shook her head and only said, "I can't get in, I can't get in, Xiaodie can't get in..."

The door suddenly opened by itself. There was a large hall in the door. Silk white was the only color of the hall. Behind the hanging curtains of the remnant winged butterfly silk, there was a shadow.

"The remnant winged silk butterfly has taken shape." Junyi said, she began to worry that she couldn't kill it. She had already transformed and didn't know if it would be very powerful, because Junyi had planned to chop him up and seal a little girl in the wall. What a good bird can it be?! No,...what a good butterfly!!

Xiaodie seemed to want to walk into the hall. She broke free from Junyi's hand and ran to the hall, but at the moment her feet touched the ground of the hall, she covered her headache and squatted down. Junyi quickly pulled her out.

I felt the little butterfly's hard breakthrough, and the sound of the remnant winged silk butterfly came from the hall: "Only couples are welcome to enter here."

Junyi turned his head slightly and felt that the voices of the people in the hall were very familiar. After waiting for Junyi to think about it, Xuguang replied, "We are lovers."

Junyi thought about why the sound of the remnant winged silk butterfly was so familiar. When he heard Xuguang's words, he didn't care about the sound. He instinctively wanted to deny it: "We are not..."

Xuguang pinched her hand and whispered, "It's not just pretending and won't lose meat."

If you lose meat, you can also lose weight... Junyi is slanderous, but you still acquiesce in taking into account the overall situation.

"Come in," the broken-winged silk butterfly seemed to hear Xu Guang's whisper and said confidently, "Are you really pretending to be in love without knowing it? You think that you don't want to love each other. No matter what, I can detect it."

Xuguang and Junyi looked at each other. Xuguang said, "Let's put the child outside and follow me."

As he said, he was on guard to enter the white hall, and on guard to open the layers of silk-white curtain and walk to the center. After comforting the little butterfly, you told her not to run around, and then followed Xuguang into the hall and tacitly walked backwards against his back to cover his back.

"It's weird." You said in a low voice.

"What?" Xuguang asked.

"I just wanted to say that his voice is very similar to yours, just like that." Junyi whispered that she was born unable to recognize her facial features, and naturally she was more ** to her voice. As soon as the people in the hall spoke, she was sure that it was also Xuguang's voice, and she couldn't help but feel strange in her heart.

"It's more than the same sound?" The two walked to the middle of the hall as they spoke. Xuguang looked at the people sitting in the hall and almost jumped up, "It's me!"

The "man" in front of the remnants of the silk butterfly is dressed in silk and white clothes, which is exactly the same as Xuguang.

Ren Xuguang has experienced many times and treasure hunting, and has never encountered such a situation many times - he made a complete investigation and plan to search for treasure to collect spiritual pets. After some twists and turns, he finally arrived at the hall of spiritual pets, and finally found himself sitting in the hall of spiritual pets.

"It's not like this! What's going on?!" Xuguang asked Junyi, "Is there any book that the remnant winged silk butterfly has the ability to imitate anyone's voice and appearance?"

"I haven't seen it." Junyi turned his head and looked, "There is no other place except the same voice."

"That's because as long as the clothes are different, you think everyone is different." Xuguang Road.

Junyi recognizes that people listen to the sound and look at the clothes. The "Xuguang" in the hall is dressed in white clothes, and the belt is also white; Xuguang, who came with him, wears white clothes of embroidered bamboo and wears jade pendants. In Junyi's eyes, he is completely two people!

In contrast, Xuguang is much more shocked than himself in front of him.

"The remnant winged silk butterfly will not turn into someone else's appearance," Xuguang narrowed his eyes and asked "self" in front of him, "Who are you?"

"Who are you and why did you become like me?" Instead, the remnant winged silk butterfly questioned.

"I know." You said.

"What?" Xuguang asked.

Junyi finally waited for the time to make fun of Xuguang. How could he let go: "It turns out that you are a fake. Put the real Xuguang here. You want to be so real that you forget that you are a fake. Do you think about it this time?

"..." Xuguang.

"Does it really look like you?" You are going to ask.

"Yes." Xuguang.

"It's so funny." You smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter," Xuguang clenched his fist and clicked. "When I beat him into a pig's head, he won't be like me. There is a price to use my peerless man's face."